In search of Pho

This story starts best on a dark and stormy night. It also works well after a heavy night of drinking. Or perhaps for the more nostalgic, when looking for simple comfort food reminiscent of another, slightly more exotic, place. What I am essentially hinting at is the ability to engorge a bowl of noodle soup approximately the size of ones head. Now being a relative new-comer to Tacoma (but an old hand in the eating of Pho) I set two goals for myself this summer. First, find housing, employment, and all those small things associated with life before the rain starts to descend upon us. Second, find a true, authentic bowl of Pho. The first was accomplished with much hemming and hawig, the second is still an ongoing adventure.
Pho 32, location: somewhere in the Tacoma Mall area (that vast expanse of sprawl that has attached itself to Tacoma like an unwanted leech -ahem- thats another story). The basics: cheap, sizable, the usual menu, nothing special. The advantages: limited contact with other Pho-digestors coupled with the colorful menu make ordering and engorging (even by ones lonesome) possible even while under the influence. This in tandem with the 2 am closing on the weekends makes it a good last-ditch Pho possibility. The negatives (READ THIS!): MSG, holy shit this place uses enough MSG to make boiled seagull taste like chicken; good chicken (apologies to chickens and to persons who have sampled seagull and found it does taste like chicken). After one late night escapade to Pho32 my head was pounding so much that even drinking didn't feel like a good idea, rough. Overall: not bad for a quick lunch, try to to frequent more than once a month as matter of health.
Price: $5/6 without drink Quality: 2.5/10

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